An epic journey, eh? I thought epic journeys only happened to
fictitious kids. To the best of my knowledge, I’m not fictitious.
Neither are Tyler, Duncan, and Justin, although I sometimes wish they
were.

Well, anyway, we headed out. None of us were all that thrilled
about having to work with each other, of all people. Since our
principal handed us a map to the nearby abandoned bait shop and I was
in charge of it, not Tyler, it only took us five minutes to walk
there.

When we laid eyes on that rundown old shack with its sign hanging
crooked and its windows broken, Tyler actually brought up an
important point.

(a/n) I’ve read a few TDI zombie fics, and I have to say, none of them are that good. either the author needs to spend a lot more time on it or it just goes by so fast that you cant get into it. That is why I’ve decided to write my own TDI zombie story… Undead Drama Island! please, enjoy.

Undead Drama Island

Chapter 1

Darkness loomed over the island, only two glimmers of light coming from camp Wawanakwa: the Screaming Gophers hot tube party and the Killer Basss first bonfire ceremony. The Killer Bass sat on small logs around one side of the bonfire while Chris grinned at them mischievously from behind his podium with a plate of only ten marshmallows before him, while there were eleven campers. All of the girls on the team glared at Ezekiel, the awkward farm boy who earlier that day had made sexist comments. Dude, youve got a lot to learn about the real world. Duncan, the hardened criminal of the group, growled at him.

AN: I forgot to say
thing in the last Chapter. “I need to thank my head editor, and
BFF, Liddy Rose. Without whom this would be a major suck fest”
(SHE MADE ME WRITE THOSE EXACT WORDS) I am not good at the editing,
she rocks at it, (she got a 100% on a state reading exam when the
highest possible grade is a 98%) so shes helping me.

Gwens POV

When reached my house I
took a deep breath before I started towards my front door. I hate
lying to her. I sighed sadly. I turned to look at Trent.

I
hate to say it but…who am I kidding? I love to say it! It’s your
fault. He said smugly. I just looked down. Ok heres the
story. He said. We were on a date. I left to use the bathroom,
I came back and saw a man approach you and grabbed you, then he
attempted to rape you. I played hero, beat him up before he could do
anything that we have rights to call the police for and I take you
home. Got it.?

whoo-hoo! two updates in two days in a row! I was going to wait longer to update, to heighten the suspense, but I was bored and this is the only fic of mine I felt like updating. BTW, some of you were confused on where to vote. You vote on the poll on my profile.

Disclaimer:Sadly, I do not own TDI/A

Noah looked at Duncan. Is that a before he could say bear, Duncan ran even faster. As they drew closer, he saw, to his horror, that it was a bear. A bear with a paw raised and up to strike Courtney with it. Courtney, Noah saw, was barely gripping the edge of the cliff, unable to move or do anything out of pure terror.

Time seemed to slow for Noah as the bear prepared to kill Courtney. To this day, he cant name what came over him. The old Noah would never have risked his life to save someone. But in only a few days, Courtney had changed all that. He felt the need to save her, to die if it meant she would be safe. And so, Noah jumped on the bear.

WARNING: SUGAR-INDUCED
INSANITY AHEAD. READ WITH CAUTION. By the way, the dock of shame is a
little different here then on the show. In this version, if you fall
off the dock, you cant swim to shore and theres no ladder. So
you better hope that someone will help you up, or youd have to be
a really good swimmer.

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Hey! Chris
shouted to the camera, Since the last season of TDI went so well,
the producers decided to pick new campers to continue the tradition
of chaos, drama, and insanity. But, unfortunately budget cuts have
forced us to reduce the number of campers to only 14. So, I now
present the first ever episode of Total Drama Island season
2!

Back at the edge of the campfire pit Courtney is still crying her eyes out. ‘How could he say that to me? And to think I was going to tell him how I felt about him today! I am never speaking to him again!’ The tears burned against my face as I thought about Duncan back at the mess hall. I continued crying for about five more minutes when suddenly some one put a hand on my shoulder, which made me flinch. I looked up to see the very last person I expected to see come check on me. Chris. He looked down sympathetically at me. I saw the whole thing from my trailer, he said as he sat down next to me. I was unsure and scared about how to act around Chris, but I was so mad and up set I didnt care. I rested my head on his shoulder and cried into his chest. He put his arm around me and patted my shoulder comfortingly.

Earlier that day Bridgette, Gwen, and Heather snuck into Chris trailer after being shooed away by Courtney. Are you sure we should be doing this? Bridgette asked wearily.

Oh ya. Theres no way Im letting Chris be alone with Courtney without us knowing what they are up to. Heather replied, a hint of her old evilness sparkling in her eyes.

Dont you trust Courtney? Gwen asked.

Oh of coarse I trust her! Its Chris I dont trust.

What do you think he would do if they were alone? Bridgette asked shocked.

Probably nothing, but you can never be to careful. Heather replied as she switched on the monitors. After a minute of scanning the screens, Gwen found a monitor that showed Chris and Courtney. She put it on the big screen and turned up the volume. I think I should leave the island, they heard Courtney say. They gasped and continued watching as Courtney told Chris about being worthless, and Chris saying thats shes not worthless and the she means everything to him. They watched in shocked silence as Chris hugged Courtney, and she hugged him back. ‘Wow. Maybe he really does have feelings for Courtney.’ Bridgette thought. ‘But does she have feelings for him back?’ The two whispered something that Bridgette couldnt hear and soon Chris entered the jail room.

Hey guys! Wow it feels good to be back on the TDI track. BTW, has anyone seen the previews for Total Drama Action yet? This is going to be fricking hilarious. Also if anyone reading this story is not Canadian, can you please tell me the release date for TDA where you live? I don’t want to spoil anything. :)

Back to Present Time, Camp Wawanaka

“Dun,dun,dun…” Izzie said, rather loudly. Everybody’s head snapped in her direction.

“What?” she asked innocently, staring back at the many pairs of eyes concentrated on her.

“Izzie.” Courtney sighed, “I know your mental capabilities limit your self control and all, but can you shut the hell up until the story is done?”

“Whoah.” Lisa thought. “My mom just said that?”

Izzie took it well, it seemed like she was used to it. “Maybe. Maybe not. That reminds me… I probably should have taken my meds this morning.”

Hey everybody. Wow, felt weird trying to write this chapter again. Anyways this chapter is dedicated to chrisATD1 for pointing out haven’t updated in more than three months.

Warning readers this contains: Chris, the Six Degrees theory, a circle, a death threat, bonding by two characters over a common issue, and perhaps the most dangerous of all, a small leatherbound notebook.

First-
First I would like to thank all my viewers J
I actually didnt think it would be much of a success, but thanks
to you guys I am inspired and will try my hardest to update recently.
Please keep reviewing and giving me advice I appreciate it so much!
And if you have any ideas for the story, I would be happy to add
it.

Lindsay-
T_T*

Me-
What?

Lindsay-
*takes a huge round cigar out her mouth, blows a puff, and levels her
glare on me*

Me-yes
madam? O_O

Lindsay-
Start the story before I screw your over -_- *strokes her kitty cat*

Chapter
2- Day 1

RIIIING
RIIIIIIIING Awaken from his drooling, Duncans automatic
reaction was to fling his hand at the excruciating noise. The whip of
his hand catapulted the now unplugged phone to a side wall in his
office, and shattered the equipment mistaken as his alarm clock.
Duncan yawned and roughly whipped his eyes. He saw the broken
telephone on the ground and just realized he wasnt alone. In the
chair in front of him a was a girl hugging the seat for dear life and
looked petrified. Her big brown eyes were huge, her mouth was dropped
open revealing her Bright braces with dripping drool. Her legs were
wrapped around the seat as well as her arms. It was then that Duncan
realized that he was suppose to be interviewing people. Oh I am
sooo sorry, I didnt mean it! I swear! he held out his hand
reassuringly, but she violently shook her head mouth still wide open,
and clinging to the chair.